Misfits — Hunting Humans

[Verse 1] Upon this threshold of disaster The birth of the eleventh plague The fires burn at night I begin to doubt the smell of burning flesh Will ever fade away The touch of death is all around us A thousand corpses block our way A man-made germs makes almost everyone commit Suicide Just to rise and eat their dead Night of the living Dead [Chorus] We're hunting humans woah-ooo We're hunting humans woah-ooo We're hunting humans woah-ooo We're hunting humans It's killing time every day [Verse 2] I can't control this eerie feeling An evil screaming in my head I don't think I'll last the night There is no cure For this genocide Or resurrection of the dead Night of the living dead [Chorus] We're hunting humans woah-ooo We're hunting humans woah-ooo We're hunting humans woah-ooo We're hunting humans It's killing time every day It's killing time every day It's killing time every day